My sock...
Thursday, December 13th, 2018 06:13 pmYoungest cat has a thing about left over food. It absolutely must be covered once he is done with it. Just scratching at the floor around the plate with the left over food isn't enough. No. There has to be something on it. And if there is nothing around that can be pulled onto the plate, youngest cat will go find something.
Unfortunately, what he usually finds is socks or wash clothes or even T-shirts in laundry basket that haven't yet been folded and put away. He will pull them out and drop them over his food. That's what happened this morning. I, being half awake, picked the sock up and instead of putting it in the laundry hamper with the dirty laundry, put it back in the clean laundry basket.
I know this because later, when I was more awake and getting dressed, I grabbed a pair of dress socks out of the clean laundry. I hung these over the end of the bed while I finished getting ready. Suddenly, House Panther is right there and giving me the "YOU HAVE FOOD? IT IS FOR ME?" routine. I'm totally confused. Until... I remember the sock. One sniff confirms that one of the dress socks smells VERY strongly of cat food.
Needless to say, I found a different pair to wear. I also placed those socks in the dirty laundry hamper like I should have the first time. House Panther was very disappointed that there was no food, despite the fact he'd been fed less than 20 minutes before.
Cats.
Unfortunately, what he usually finds is socks or wash clothes or even T-shirts in laundry basket that haven't yet been folded and put away. He will pull them out and drop them over his food. That's what happened this morning. I, being half awake, picked the sock up and instead of putting it in the laundry hamper with the dirty laundry, put it back in the clean laundry basket.
I know this because later, when I was more awake and getting dressed, I grabbed a pair of dress socks out of the clean laundry. I hung these over the end of the bed while I finished getting ready. Suddenly, House Panther is right there and giving me the "YOU HAVE FOOD? IT IS FOR ME?" routine. I'm totally confused. Until... I remember the sock. One sniff confirms that one of the dress socks smells VERY strongly of cat food.
Needless to say, I found a different pair to wear. I also placed those socks in the dirty laundry hamper like I should have the first time. House Panther was very disappointed that there was no food, despite the fact he'd been fed less than 20 minutes before.
Cats.
